the-manila-institute:

The oxygen nubs weren’t in her nose anymore,of course. They would have been taken out because she didn’t need them anymore. I’m glad they did it she felt free when they weren’t in. Like she was more herself than her cancer.they’d fixed her hair in a strange fashion that she would have despised.She was wearing the dress that she wore to Oranjee. Unconventional, but she would have preferred it this way.

I knelt down, and wished for a moment that I was kneeling for different reasons.I stroked her face. "I Love you," I whispered, although I don’t know how much sound got past my lips. "Present tense. Okay ?"

She didn’t respond of course. I lean down and kissed her cheek."Okay," I said for her, and backed away. the people who were watching me at the casket snapped their eyes away.

I looked at it.”Thank you.”

I stuck my hand inside it and found a box of Camel Lights.

The parents were walking back down the hill to the car. I looked at the box. The last keepsake, the last piece of my great star-crossed love that I would ever hold in my hands.

I took out a cigarette and reached for the lighter in my back pocket.The button was stiff, because it had never been pressed.

I pressed it now.Slipped the cigarette between my teeth. And I lit it.

based on this post (x)

princeowl:

ok but before u unfollow me we gotta do a duet of ‘gotta go my own way’ sorry i dont make the rules 

"I have a few last-minute points to award."
dailylilycollins:

New Lucky Mag outtake (X)

dailylilycollins:

New Lucky Mag outtake (X)

do you ever like a fictional character so much you actually get jealous when other people say they like them

spermbanker:

IF U DO NOT LIKE ME:
1. Me neither
2. I don’t care

"For a star to be born, there is one thing that must happen: a gaseous nebula must collapse.

So collapse.
Crumble.
This is not your destruction.

This is your birth."
n.t. (via jongisms)

Thomas knew he had no choice. He moved. Forward. He squeezed past the connecting rods at the last second and stepped into the Maze.

The walls slammed shut behind him, the echo of its boom bouncing off the ivy-covered stone like mad laughter.

jawhaw:

captainabs:

the-kiwi-avenger:

consulting-god-of-badassery:

incurablyspooky:

daemon-hearts:

A minute of silence for all the good books with bad movie adaptions.

A minute of silence for all the bad books that are getting movie adaptations.

A minute of silence for books with the movie adaptation on the front cover.

A minute of silence for The Last Airbender.

Ten minutes of silence for The Last Airbender.

Two hours of stunned horrified silence for The Last Airbender.

kingdomheartsnyctophiliac:

OKAY THE FACT THAT ‘IMAGES’ IS NO LONGER THE SECOND LINK ON GOOGLE IS DRIVING ME UP THE WALL

NO I DON’T WANT TO WATCH VIDEOS

NO I DON’T WANT TO GO SHOPPING

JUST TAKE ME TO THE FRICKING IMAGES

lizbanks:

"There is only one god and his name is Death. And there is only one thing we say to Death: ‘Not today’."

Oh, should my people fall then surely I’ll do the same, Confined in mountain halls ,We got too close to the flame’

Ed sheeran- i see fire/the hobbit soundtrack

seekerofgod:

Reblog going again because the change in Katniss’ reaction is so perfect

tywinllannister:

→ But your sacrifice won’t be forgotten